From the Siheyuan, I started to run around in the world

Lu Qiubai, who resigned from the newspaper, was not idle. He went to the park today and gave a speech in a crowded place, continuing to expose Feng Jingyao's traitorous behavior and his suppression of the newspaper.

The park was far from home, and it was already dark when Lu Qiubai returned home.

Zhang Dongliang was wearing a dark grey student uniform, which perfectly hid his figure in the night, and was looking at Lu Qiubai not far away.

When Lu Qiubai walked to the door of his house, Zhang Dongliang took out a silenced pistol from his small world and followed him not far behind.

Lu Qiubai opened the door and pulled the light cord twice, but the light didn't come on. "Oh, the light is broken again." Lu Qiubai smiled bitterly and prepared to light the oil lamp.

Lu Qiubai groped his way to the bookcase, and Ding Li, who was hiding in the dark, suddenly rushed out, grabbed Lu Qiubai and started beating him up.

How could Lu Qiubai, a weak scholar, be a match for a top gangster like Ding Li? He was knocked unconscious by Ding Li in just a few moves.

Zhang Dongliang had already entered the room, and everything in the room was clearly visible through his mental perception. He was not interested in fighting with a thug like Ding Li, so he raised his hand and shot Ding Li in the thigh.

"Ah~~" Ding Li was shot and let out a suppressed cry of pain, holding his legs and rolling on the ground. The scream was not loud and did not attract attention from outside.

Ding Li was also afraid of attracting attention from outside, so he tried his best to suppress the sound of screaming. Ding Li was busy beating Lu Qiubai just now and did not notice Zhang Dongliang entering the room.

Ding Li didn't hear the gunshot, but felt a gunshot in the thigh. He was still in shock. Zhang Dongliang came up to him in the dark and kicked him in the head. Ding Li immediately fainted on the ground.

The silenced pistol should be a legendary thing in this era. It is only used by personnel in high-end intelligence departments. Gangsters like Ding Li have never heard of it.

Zhang Dong lit the oil lamp and shook Lu Qiubai: "Mr. Qiubai, wake up."

After shaking for a few times, Lu Qiubai opened his eyes and was about to resist, but he heard a familiar voice and took a closer look and found it was Zhang Dongliang: "Mr. Zhang, why is it you?"

Lu Qiubai was surprised to see Zhang Dongliang, dressed in a student uniform, appear in front of him at this time.

"Mr. Qiu Bai, let me make it short. Someone came to assassinate you today. I heard the news and followed you here. I didn't expect that Mr. Qiu Bai would still suffer a little injustice."

"It's okay, I can still withstand a few punches and kicks."

"It's not a matter of a few punches and kicks, Mr. Qiu Bai. There is another wave of assassins coming up from behind. You need to leave immediately."

Although Lu Xiubai is a bit too upright, he is not stupid. He will make a decisive decision when his life is at stake: "Okay, Mr. Zhang, we will leave immediately."

"Mr. Qiu Bai, please leave first. I will make some arrangements and meet the two assassins behind. Otherwise, there will be a lot of trouble in the future."

"Okay Mr. Zhang, I'll wait for you outside."

Zhang Dongliang dragged the unconscious Ding Li over, put him on the table and made him lie prone, pretending to be Lu Qiubai. Then he wiped the blood off the floor and left the room.

Soon, the two assassins that Ah Xiang had found arrived as promised. The assassins didn't think much when they entered the room, and naturally thought that the person lying on the table was Lu Qiubai.

"Hurry up, Lao Si, finish the work and leave."

The fourth killer was about to pour lamp oil on the people on the table, "No, there is a smell of blood." The killer called the third brother suddenly shouted: "Run! This is a trap."

In the shadow not far from the door, Zhang Dongliang had been waiting for a long time. He raised his silenced rifle and fired at the oil barrel in the killer's hand.

In order to ensure the effect, Zhang Dongliang deliberately replaced the bullets with incendiary bombs with red bullets.

With a loud bang, flames burst out and engulfed the two killers.

"Ah." The screams of the two killers were earth-shaking.

It has to be said that Ding Li still had some luck as the protagonist. At the critical moment, he actually woke up and stumbled out of the room dragging his injured leg.

At this time, Lu Qiubai shouted loudly according to Zhang Dongliang's arrangement: "Oh no, someone set the fire."

Zhang Dongliang said to Lu Qiubai: "Mr. Qiubai, I shouldn't be here. I'm leaving. You can handle the rest by yourself."

Lu Qiubai said to Zhang Dongliang with gratitude: "Thank you Mr. Zhang for saving my life. Mr. Zhang, don't worry, I can handle the next things."

Zhang Dongliang nodded and disappeared into the night as quickly as possible.

Fire and water are merciless. In any dynasty and at any time, as long as you shout "fire", almost all neighbors will come running out.

There is no way. This concerns my own safety and I can't just stand by and watch.

The neighbors who ran out caught Ding Li, who was limping out of the sea of ​​fire.

"It's not me~~I'm not~~I didn't~~"

No matter how Ding Li explained, no one present believed him. You'd better wait for the police to come and talk to the police.

When the police arrived, they looked at each other in bewilderment. Many of them were experienced and they also saw that this matter was strange and perhaps it was due to reasons that could not be explained.

But wasn't this a bit too rough a job? Not only did he not finish the job, he was also caught on the spot.

The next day, Lu Qiubai began a large-scale accusation.

He exposed the darkness of society and was hunted down by the killer behind the scenes. A series of news quickly spread throughout Shanghai through newspapers.

People were talking about this on the streets, unanimously condemning Feng Jingyao's dark forces for being lawless and demanding that the safety of people's livelihood be guaranteed.

Feng Jingyao's hair had obviously turned a lot whiter in the past few days. He was really a little frustrated. Since recruiting Xu Wenqiang and Ding Li, two capable men, things had hardly gone smoothly.

That's not right. Feng Jingyao just wanted to recruit Xu Wenqiang, and Ding Li was just a bonus. Unexpectedly, this bonus turned out to be so powerful, a big bomb.

"Director Fang, please take the time to pay attention to this matter. We must suppress it." Feng Jingyao placed a large envelope on Director Fang's desk.

"Mr. Feng, this matter is too big to be handled. Unless~~" This matter caused a lot of uproar and Chief Fang of the Police Station was also in a headache.

"Oh, Director Fang, please go ahead." Seeing that things were taking a turn for the better, Feng Jingyao hurriedly asked.

"Mr. Feng, unless someone takes charge of this matter~~" Director Fang of the Police Station came up with an idea.

"Oh, so that's it~~" Feng Jingyao thought.

"Ah Xiang, I leave this matter to you." After leaving the police station, Feng Jingyao instructed A Xiang.

"Don't worry, boss. I will get it done."

In the cell where the police station detained suspects, Ding Li lay against the wall, drowsy. The ups and downs of the past two days had made him mentally exhausted.

Ding Li told himself that Brother Wen would definitely come to rescue him. Just as he was daydreaming, the guard at the door called him, "Ding Li, someone is here to visit you."

Ding Li was delighted: "Could it be that Brother Wen is here?"

Ding Li dragged his injured leg to the iron fence and said, "Uncle Xiang~~Why are you here?"

A Xiang waved his hand, and the guard at the door hid aside. A Xiang looked down at Ding Li through the iron fence without saying a word.

Ah Xiang was silent for a long time. Ding Li looked at Ah Xiang's gloomy face and felt more and more unsure: "Uncle Xiang~~What does Mr. Feng mean?"